by Bonnie Byrum
 
 
 

I sit in the darkness
Alone in my sorrow.
A single tear falls
At the remembrance
Of every insult I've said.

I never meant for it to be this way
The disgust and hatred grows each time
We lay eyes on eachother.
It's not my choice to act like this,
It's only what people expect of me.

The night is my companion,
The only presence that knows the real me,
Under its protection am I allowed
To show my true face.

My solace must take leave of me now,
And I am to don once again the mask of cruelty.
My curse I shall bear till the end of time,
Dawn comes when night ends............